Everywhere I look there's another disappointment. From my failed career as a screenwriter, to my nonexistant love life right down to the fact that I've been eating instant noodles and pepsi for the last 9 months.
I don't live well.
What happened to my dreams? What became of the little teenage who dreamed of seeing her name in neon lights.
Jody McCarty could easily become a synonym for failure and a person not dealing with mediocrity well.
I wanted so much in life that I think I just was kidding myself. I never had a shot at making it as a screenwriter in Hollywood.
Even indie film studios laughed at my scripts and self-producing seemed like such a bad idea at the time that I didn't even want to consider it.
I'm pathetic.
The world is pathetic.
I apologize to my two readers that I am being such a downer, but I am upset.
I'm really upset.
Sometimes I barely see the point in living, but then I think that doing nothing and slowly rotting for some more decades is a punishment enough.
I have failed her.
I've failed the Queen of Hearts.
She looks down on me.
Smiles.
Off with her head.
That's what I am now.
headless.
how pathetic.
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